Protector of the Abode of Spirits

"Huh? Where am I?!" Kallamos exclaimed, looking around and seeing only a vast emptiness. She had somehow agreed to help Strax on this journey, but... why was she alone?

"Tsk, visualize your inner space, child," Ouroboros said, and Kallamos imagined that same palace she had once taken Strax to... In the blink of an eye, there she was... in a place at least more comfortable.

"Oh... here I am," she muttered, but quickly shuddered as she looked to her right. Not too far away, in the immeasurable void, stood two other palaces.

Kallamos eyed the two distant palaces cautiously, a chill running down her spine. The void surrounding them felt deeper than before. She had agreed to help Strax, but something felt... incomplete.

"Tsk, don't look like that. They're not your enemies," Ouroboros said, his voice echoing through the mental space. "Those are his inner realms, from his wives. You're in your own space now. Focus."